Chapter 17
I slide the hairband off her wrist. She’s asleep, and before waking her, I gather her hair up and tie it. I like her hair down, but I also love to see her pulse beating on her delicate neck. I want to devour her the moment we step into my house.
When she ground her sweet pussy along my length, I was about to snap. She is insatiable and I had to hold myself back from coming right there with her. Her face as she comes is indescribable. Her red lips parted and her eyes bright and heavy with lust. It’s as if she glows afterward. I wanted to fuck her on the yacht, but I’m a selfish man and I wanted her alone.
The way that guy, Grant, had his filthy hands on her made me see red. I don’t know what’s coming over me when it comes to Nova, but I feel protective, and I don’t ever want another man”s hands on her again.
I pull up my emails and begin working. Work never stops, even on the best days. Before I know it, my driver is telling me we arrived at McDonalds. I stare down at the sleeping beauty on my thighs. She looks delicate and at peace sleeping on me. I put my phone down and rub her back. My back. My Nova.
“Nova.”
She stirs mumbling, “Remy please.”
I smirk, wondering what she’s dreaming about. The way she’s begging sounds like a sexy dream. And I love that I’m the star of it.
“Nova,” I say a little louder.
Nova blinks her eyes open slowly and turns. I’m looking down, and she starts laughing suddenly. “I can’t believe I fell asleep.”
“You must’ve been tired, baby.”
“I was…”
“Not anymore?”
There’s a sparkle in her eye. “Not anymore.”
I know what she means, and fuck, she’s everything. With one look that says she wants this as much as I do, I grunt. “Good. Let”s order and get you home.”
The word home slips too easily from my mouth. I don’t think she picks up on it. Or if she does, she doesn’t say anything.
She sits up and I slip my hand on her thigh, needing to touch her.
“What would you like?” I ask.
“Cheeseburger meal with a coke. Are you eating too?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“I just didn’t think you’d eat it.” Her voice drops and so do her eyes. She runs her gaze slowly over my shirt before clearing her throat and returning to hold my gaze. “Aren’t you used to caviar and oysters?”
A deep rumble leaves my chest. I get her question and if I was her, I’d think the same.
“I’m not a fan of either of them. But shh, don’t tell anyone.”
She bites down on her bottom lip, fighting back a giggle, and looks at me with these big shimmering eyes. I want to kiss her again like it’s my last day on earth.
That first kiss ruined me. I can’t imagine what our second one will be like, when we get to do it where we don’t get interrupted, or I don’t have to stop. Because I don’t think I’d ever want to stop kissing her once I start.
She brings out the playful Jeremy. It’s so refreshing. I’ve been working my whole life and I’m tired. I love my job, but she gives me something I didn’t know I needed: companionship, friendship, and maybe even a relationship.
With Nova, I can see all those things.
I order our meals. Both the same.
“Are you copying me?” she teases and pokes me in the side of my stomach.
I curl over and my face is closer to hers again. “Yes. I haven’t had a cheeseburger in so long. I haven’t had McDonalds in a long time either. So I figured you’d choose well.”
Her head rears back. “Hey. Don’t put that kind of pressure on me. What if you hate it?”
“I’m sure I won’t. I’m sure whatever you choose I’d love.”
Her eyes drop down and I can’t tell what she”s thinking. Her cute nose is pink, and I just soak in her until our order is ready.
The smell in the car is so rich with fat and salt it makes me hungrier.
She sits up. “Looks good.” Nova smiles.
I tilt to face her. “It does.”
“My love of food is the reason I box.”
“Is that the only reason you box? I thought you said it was good for stress.”
“It does help with that. It centers me.”
“I need to check out your gym.”
Her face brightens at my suggestion.
“I’d love that.”
She hums and I know she’s happy.
It makes my heart swell. One offer to visit her and she’s satisfied. God, she’s so easy to please.
All my previous flings have been so high maintenance that I couldn’t date anymore. Nova is like a breath of fresh air. She’s easy and so fucking normal. Usually, I can’t ever seem to attract them, so I think I’ll have to thank Bentley for his fuck-ups, because it led me to her.
The car pulls into the underground car park.
“Fancy,” she says.
“It doesn’t change me,” I quickly add, suddenly worried my house will scare her off.
Her hand reaches out to touch my shoulder. “Hey. I know that. It’s just, you live in everyone”s dream suburb, and I’m assuming, dream house.”
“You haven’t seen it yet.”
“But I will,” she says with a husky tone that has me licking my lips and twisting them up.
“You will,” I say. “Right fucking now.”
I lace my fingers in hers and pull her out of the car. My sudden need to have her is taking over.